Does It Matter - Tumblr Posts

8 years ago

We're sending things, that we've never said, to people, that we've never met.

Nobody


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2 years ago
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters
{Rumi, From Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do: "Who Speaks With My Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, From Letters

{Rumi, from Let the beauty we Love be what we Do: "Who Speaks with my Mouth,"/ Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena/ Tumblr User: @muktanjali (x)/ Franz Kafka/ Tiemar Tegene/ Unknown/ Khaled Hosseini/ Jacqueline Novak, from How to Weep in Public: Feeble Offerings on Depression from One Who Knows/Sally Rooney, Conversations With Friends}


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1 year ago
Yeonjun Recording 'chasing That Feeling'
Yeonjun Recording 'chasing That Feeling'
Yeonjun Recording 'chasing That Feeling'
Yeonjun Recording 'chasing That Feeling'

yeonjun recording 'chasing that feeling'


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3 years ago

Faye stirred in his arms. Watching her wake up was always a good way to gauge her mood. Sometimes there was confusion in her gaze, or alarm - usually when she slept fitfully, haunted by bad dreams or memories. Today seemed like it would be a good day though. Her jade gaze was clear and bright and full of affection once she focused on his face. She closed her eyes again briefly, smiling, and he felt a smile form on his own face in response.

"Mm, where we going?" She asked sleepily, raising her arms to coil around his neck and bring him down for a kiss.

"Does it matter?" He kissed her back deeply, then kept on kissing her and touching her and gorging himself on the love she bubbled over with.

Eventually they made their way to the bridge where Jet was posted up with Ed and Ein. The latter two were engaged in a game of backgammon. They'd raided an antique store for all sorts of puzzles and games recently as a belated birthday present to Ed. Hacker and data dog alike were too engrossed in their game to pay much mind when Spike and Faye meandered up.

Jet favored both new arrivals with a grin and a nod. "You guys sleep too much."

"No such thing." Spike replied lazily.

Jet chuckled. "Well, anyway, where should we go? Got a couple options for bounties..."

Faye's hand snuck into Spike's. She pressed up against him as she slipped past to ruffle Ed's hair and then Ein's scruff.

"Doesn't matter," She told Jet. "Wherever we go is fine by me." After all, they already had everything they needed right here on the bridge.


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